Too beautiful !!!
These "unforgettable" images of what brings back memory every time the season changes for an extremely sensitive being, shows that each of the seasons has its charm, but the autumn highlights nostalgia. What I had and what I did not, the beautiful and the ugly, what falls and what rises, the eternal opposites. That means we are looking for a handle, a justification for the fall, for so many memories together. Autumn has the peculiarity of blowing that memory that flows through the excited senses. Then, smells and colors become protagonists of the novel of life, treasures that we hide in our memory.

Autumn has the peculiarity of blowing that memory that flows through the excited senses. Then, smells and colors become protagonists of the novel of life, treasures that we hide in our memory.

Indeed, there is a particular vividness of Autumn, greater than just the physical vibrance of the changing leaves, something energetic that awakens stirrings from the past. I always seem to go a little insane in the summer, and come back to my senses somehow in the Fall, haha!

Hey @mineopoly that's interesting it made you think of Songs of Solomon! And I quite agree that this time of year brings back many memories of bygone years. I am 27 - I can only imagine how it might be to remember twice as many years past. Though, I think the teenage years will always be particularly powerful in anyone's memory, even if they fade and curl with the years like a yellowed tome.

It was the "unserrated teeth" that sounded like a description Solomon might have used:

Your eyes are doves
behind your veil.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
leaping down the slopes of Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes
that have come up from the washing,
all of which bear twins,
and not one among them has lost its young.
Your lips are like a scarlet thread,
and your mouth is lovely.
Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate
behind your veil.

In 8th grade I remember going to a haunted house in October. It was cold and snowy outside and the girl I liked had no money for a ticket. I bought her a ticket and she gave me the biggest hug and kiss so it was hard to forget even when we met again years after. The moment not forgotten yet not rekindled.

Thank you friend to continue with your art and conjugate it with those beautiful photographs I know that despite everything it is strong to find the necessary inspiration to recreate the correct idea in each post that you make, and thanks so much for sharing

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